“We both know it isn’t a joke,” she said quietly. “You brought me here with the intention of murdering me.”
“I haven’t got time for this. I’ve got work to do.”
“I assume I’m going to be the victim of a tragic drowning accident?” She smiled bleakly. “So sad. The butler went swimming and went under. Happens all the time.”
He searched her face as though wondering if she had a high fever and then shook his head. “I don’t believe this.”
“I didn’t, either. But in hindsight I saw it coming weeks ago.”
“All right, let’s play this out,” he said with the air of a man who has begun to suspect that he is dealing with a crazy person. “You and I have been a team for a long time. Twelve years. Why would I want to kill you now?”
“I think there are a couple of reasons. The first, of course, is that I recently discovered that for the past few months you’ve been allowing some very nasty people to use the resources of Crocker World as a cover for illegal arms dealing. All that agricultural equipment you so generously donated to various developing countries? Turns out those tractors and plows fire real bullets. Imagine my surprise.”
For an instant she thought he was going to continue the charade a little longer. But this was Martin. He could get to the bottom line faster than anyone else she had ever met. That was part of his talent.
He smiled with just the right touch of genuine regret. “I knew you would have problems with my little sideline. That’s why I didn’t bring you on board at the start of the project.”
“It isn’t just what you’re dealing, although that’s bad enough. It’s the people you’re working for.”
Fury sparked in his eyes and in his aura.
“I don’t work for anyone else,” he said through his teeth. “Crocker World is mine. I built the company, damn it. I am Crocker World.”
“You were Crocker World. But you’ve handed the company you built, that I helped you build, to some sort of criminal organization.”
“You had nothing to do with my success. You should be down on your knees thanking me for what I did for you. If I hadn’t come along, you’d still be working in that low-rent flower shop, living all by yourself with a couple of cats because you scare off every man you meet. Hell, sometimes you even scare me.”
That shook her. “What?”
“The way you take one look at a person and figure out what makes him tick. What he’d kill for. What scares the shit out of him. His strengths and weaknesses. It’s damned spooky. Why do you think I’m getting rid of you?”
“You’re forgetting something, Martin. If you hadn’t offered me a job twelve years ago you’d still be operating a cheap, way-off-the-strip casino in Binge, Nevada. I’m the one who identified the cheats who were robbing you blind. I’m the one who helped you pay off that mob boss. If it hadn’t been for me, you’d have been buried in some shallow grave out in the desert by now.”
“That’s a lie.”
“And I’m the one who identified those first investors for you, the venture capitalists who backed you when you decided to sell the casino and start building condo towers.”
Martin’s aura was an inferno now.
“I would have found the investors on my own,” he shouted.
“That’s not true. You’re a midrange strategy talent, Martin. You can sense opportunities and put together a plan with a skill few can match because you’re psychic in that way. But you’re no good when it comes to reading people.”
“Shut up, you stupid woman.”
“Without that talent, all the business insight in the world is useless. Building a financial empire isn’t just about numbers and the bottom line. It’s about identifying and exploiting your opponent’s strengths and weaknesses.”
He gave her a sharklike smile. “You think I need a lecture on the art of the deal from you?”
“For twelve years I’ve been your personal profiler. I’m the one who tells you when a business associate is in trouble, either financially or in his personal life. I warn you when someone is trying to con you. I identify the strengths and weaknesses of your opponents and your partners. I tell you exactly what you need to offer someone in order to close the deal, and I’m the one who tells you when your best option is to walk away from the table.”
“You had your uses, I’ll grant you that. But I don’t need you anymore. Before we finish this, though, I’d really like to know how you stumbled onto my little arms dealing sideline.”
“As far as your guests and business associates are concerned, I’m just a trusted member of the staff. No one looks twice at me. No one notices me. But I take a good look at them. That’s what you pay me to do, after all. Sometimes I see things and sometimes I hear things. And I am very, very good when it comes to research, remember?”
“How much do you know?”
“About the people you’re involved with?” She raised one shoulder slightly. “Not a lot. Just that it’s some sort of cartel run by very powerful sensitives and that they’ve seduced you into doing their dirty work.”
Martin’s aura flared higher. “No one has seduced me.”
“Until recently I would never have believed that anyone could buy you,” she said. “I mean, what could a bunch of gangsters offer one of the most successful men on the planet that would make it worth his while to risk his freedom, his reputation, and his life?”
Martin’s rage showed in his eyes now. “You don’t know what the hell you’re talking about. The organization isn’t some mob.”
“Yes, it is, Martin. The first time you brought those two men to the Miami residence I told you that they were very, very dangerous.”
“So am I,” Martin hissed. He reached up and slowly removed his mirrored glasses. “More dangerous than you can imagine, thanks to my new business associates. And thanks to them, I no longer need you.”
“What are you talking about?”
“The organization those two men represent is about much more than money.” Martin’s eyes were unnaturally brilliant. The dark energy in his aura had a feverish aspect. “It’s all about power, real power; the kind that world leaders and war lords and billionaires can only dream about.”
Suddenly she understood. She had not thought that she could be any more appalled than she already was, but she had been wrong.
“I guess this explains the changes in your aura in the past couple of months,” she said.
Martin looked startled.
“What changes?” he demanded.
“I thought perhaps you had become the victim of some kind of mental illness that affected your para-senses.”
“I am not sick, damn you.”
“Yes, you are, but not because of some natural disease process. You did this to yourself. With a little help from your new friends, of course.”
Martin took a step closer. He didn’t look horrified. He looked eager. Excited. So did his aura.
“You can see the effects of the drug in my aura?”
“A drug,” she repeated. “Yes, that’s the only logical explanation. Those two men supplied you with some sort of drug that affects your para-senses.”
“There’s an excellent likelihood that it will also increase my natural life span, as well, maybe by as much as a couple of decades. What’s more, they’ll be good decades. I won’t be weak and frail. I’ll maintain my powers.”
“I can’t believe I’m hearing this. Martin, you’re a brilliant businessman. Don’t you know when you’ve been sold a bill of goods? The promise of longevity is the oldest scam in the world.”
“The reason the researchers aren’t certain about the extended life span is because the new drug hasn’t been around long enough to test the theory. Those at the top have been using the stuff for only a few years. But the lab data look very promising.”
“You’re a fool, Martin.”
“It’s true,” he insisted. “Even if they’re wrong about the drug’s ability to lengthen my life, that doesn�
��t alter the fact that the formula works. It can kick a Level Seven strategy talent like mine all the way up to Nine or a Ten.”
“You’re not a Nine or a Ten. I’d know. Something has changed in your aura, though. Whatever it is, it isn’t—” She broke off, groping for the right word. “It isn’t wholesome.”
“Wholesome?” He laughed. “Now there’s a silly, old-fashioned word. Do you think I care how wholesome I am? For your information, you’re right, though. The drug they gave me didn’t elevate the level of my strat talent. It wasn’t intended to have that effect.”
“I don’t understand.”
“The drug can be genetically altered in a variety of ways to suit an individual’s psychic profile. The version I’m taking has provided me with an entirely new talent.”
“If you believe that, you really have gone off the deep end.”
“I am not insane,” Martin shouted.
The words seemed to echo around them. A few seconds of terrifying stillness followed. Then Martin’s aura flared with a sickening heat.
She knew then, that the moment had come. He was going to try to kill her now. The only question was whether he intended to use a gun or his bare hands. One thing was certain: standing here at the end of the dock left her nowhere to run.
The mind-searing blast of energy came out of nowhere. It roared over her, bringing with it disorienting pain and the promise of an endless plunge into the abyss.
Not a gun. She fell to her knees under the force of the lightning that slashed at her senses. Not his bare hands, either. A slight miscalculation on her part.
Martin stared down at her, enthralled with his own power.
“They were right,” he breathed. “They told me the truth about the drug. Congratulations. You are about to become the first person to witness what I can do with my new talent.”
“Don’t touch me.”
“I’m not going to touch you. It isn’t necessary. I’m going to incinerate your para-senses. You will go into a coma and then you will die.”
“Martin, no, don’t do this.” Her voice was steadier now. So were her senses. She had recovered somewhat from the initial traumatizing shock. She was getting a handle on the pain, which meant that she was pushing back the invading waves of energy. “Maybe it’s not too late. Maybe some of the experts in the Society can help you.”
“You’re pleading with me. I like that.”
“I’m not going to beg for my life. But there is one thing you should know before you do this.”
“What?”
“If you hadn’t come along, I would have owned that florist shop by now, a whole chain of flower shops.”
“That was always your greatest flaw,” Martin said. “Your dreams and ambitions were so much smaller than mine.”
He heightened the psychic heat of the dark energy he was generating, his face tightening with effort. She pushed back harder, pulling energy from her own aura. The pain lessened some more.
“Die, damn you,” he hissed. He took another step closer. “Why won’t you die?”
Her strength was coming back. She was able to focus clearly on maintaining the energy shield that her aura had become.
Martin staggered but he did not seem to notice that she was fighting him. Instead, he appeared disoriented.
Angrily, he pulled himself together and took another step toward her, almost touching her. He forced more energy through the murky bands of dark lightning he was generating.
“You’re supposed to die,” he shouted.
He reached down to seize her by the throat. She raised her arms in a reflexive, defensive gesture. He grabbed her hands. She gripped his wrists.
Her palms burned. The world exploded, sending jolt after jolt of shockwaves through her senses.
Martin Crocker convulsed once. He looked at her with the eyes of a man who is peering into hell.
“No,” he screamed.
He reeled, lost his balance, and went over the side of the dock into the water. His aura winked out with terrifying suddenness.
She rose, heart pounding. For the second time in her life she had killed a man. Not just any man this time; a very powerful, influential multibillionaire who just happened to be involved in a dangerous criminal enterprise.
And her hands still burned.
Titles by Jayne Ann Krentz writing as Jayne Castle
DARK LIGHT
SILVER MASTER
GHOST HUNTER
AFTER GLOW
HARMONY
AFTER DARK
AMARYLLIS
ZINNIA
ORCHID
Titles by Jayne Ann Krentz writing as Amanda Quick
THE THIRD CIRCLE
THE RIVER KNOWS
SECOND SIGHT
LIE BY MOONLIGHT
THE PAID COMPANION
WAIT UNTIL MIDNIGHT
LATE FOR THE WEDDING
DON’T LOOK BACK
SLIGHTLY SHADY
WICKED WIDOW
I THEE WED
WITH THIS RING
AFFAIR
MISCHIEF
MYSTIQUE
MISTRESS
DECEPTION
DESIRE
DANGEROUS
RECKLESS
RAVISHED
RENDEZVOUS
SCANDAL
SURRENDER
SEDUCTION
Other titles by Jayne Ann Krentz
SIZZLE AND BURN
WHITE LIES
ALL NIGHT LONG
FALLING AWAKE
TRUTH OR DARE
LIGHT IN SHADOW
SUMMER IN ECLIPSE BAY
TOGETHER IN ECLIPSE BAY
SMOKE IN MIRRORS
LOST & FOUND
DAWN IN ECLIPSE BAY
SOFT FOCUS
ECLIPSE BAY
EYE OF THE BEHOLDER
FLASH
SHARP EDGES
DEEP WATERS
ABSOLUTELY, POSITIVELY
TRUST ME
GRAND PASSION
HIDDEN TALENTS
WILDEST HEARTS
FAMILY MAN
PERFECT PARTNERS
SWEET FORTUNE
SILVER LININGS
THE GOLDEN CHANCE
Anthologies
CHARMED
(with Julie Beard, Lori Foster, and Eileen Wilks)
Titles written by Jayne Ann Krentz and Jayne Castle
NO GOING BACK
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